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After Last Night…

I wake up in a haze. I can’t feel my head turning but I see her sleeping beside me. Did we just..? Why can’t I remember?

I look to the endtable and see a residue-stained wine glass.

And a note.

“That was for my mother.”

I roll out of bed and fall.

I’m still falling…

 

George Sirois.

  • Gimmy

    This isn’t something that happens in the road, this shouldn’t even be considered valid since its out of topic

    • http://www.austinbriggs.com Austin Briggs

      Well, they may have been in a motel on a road somewhere, I guess.

  • Silversdave

    Will you be sent to Twitter purgatory if you are following over 2,000 twitters?

    • http://www.austinbriggs.com Austin Briggs

      Good question. I have another question. Can you interact with people if you don’t follow them?

  • T. E. Samad

    I love stories with different interpretations; there’s a wonderful mystery to them.